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Fly by my window

Butterfly fly by my window.
Flap your beautiful wings painted with the colours of the sun.
Remind me again of how creative the mater of creation is.
How he is able to intricately place every detail into this marvellous tapestry.
Remind me again of just how much he desires beauty.
How he patiently waits for you to fully mature in that cacoon of yours as he makes sure you are not moved or shaken by anything nature sends against you.
As you fly by my window, I see his greatness and I feel his love.
Just like you, he knows every bit of me and loves me as I am.
Fly over me, oh so gently and gracefully. Show me that the touch of love is never aggressive and is always ready to embrace and bring healing to the most wretched of souls.


I love new beginnings, they serve as a reminder that there’s no better time than the present. Change is gradual process and every new day gives room for growth. The butterfly shows us just why good things take time, magnificence can not just happen in a day.


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HAPPY NEW MONTH FROM THE WRITTEN STUDIOS ❀️

Author:

A lover of art πŸ’œπŸ’œ

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